Ego Jinpachi had been following this match closely. Given the player configurations of both sides, this match was perhaps the highest quality in the entire prison at the moment.
He smirked, "That's right, those are the rules of BLUE LOCK."
"Selfishness, extreme egoism."
"Only by scoring goals can you enjoy the world's attention."
Anri, standing beside him, rolled her eyes helplessly. "By the way, Mr. Ego, your instant noodles will get cold if you don't eat them soon."
Ego chuckled, picked up the now cold noodles, and began to eat them.
...
The match continued.
The atmosphere on the field had been completely ignited by these two. The strong smell of gunpowder and blood seemed to hover at the tip of their noses.
"Two troublesome guys." Nagi Seishiro's expression was somewhat calm as he looked at Ye Liangqiu. That kick just now was indeed difficult to deal with.
It was originally just a three-on-three game.
Yet, this guy forcefully broke through with his violent kicking style. Undoubtedly, the opposing team must be having a headache right now...
Hiori Yo also looked at Itoshi Rin. Although that was the case, the opponent didn't seem to have any intention of reviewing or discussing tactics... Is this why Ye Liangqiu said Itoshi Rin was arrogant?
His inherent arrogance made him disdain discussing soccer tactics with others.
Even if he might lose?
No... Perhaps in his eyes, he would not lose.
Although Tokimitsu and Yi Sheng sensed that the atmosphere was off, for their team to integrate, they needed Itoshi Rin to lead everything... Unfortunately, he didn't put anyone in his eyes at all.
"He's a bit crazy..." Yi Sheng couldn't help but complain.
As the whistle blew.
The fourth goal was about to begin.
Itoshi Rin was taking the kick-off. After the first three rounds of confrontation, a complete scoring route had formed in his mind, a route specifically designed for Ye Liangqiu.
The next moment, he dribbled the ball and charged towards Hiori Yo.
Ye Liangqiu sneered. Although he wasn't sure what was going on in this guy's head, he knew that Hiori Yo was the current weak point of the entire team, so Itoshi Rin would definitely make his move from there.
Seeing Itoshi Rin's positioning.
Tokimitsu reacted quickly, charging directly in front of Ye Liangqiu. His physical fitness was excellent; even when Ye Liangqiu collided with him, he was able to maintain his lower body stability and reach out to block Ye Liangqiu.
"Damn it, is he trying to restrain me?" Ye Liangqiu understood his objective. His gaze shifted to Hiori Yo and Itoshi Rin, who were about to clash.
Both of their movements were as close to the ball as possible, not giving the opponent a single chance.
Itoshi Rin sneered disdainfully, "You are the weakness of his team. As long as I get past you, this game will be over."
Hiori Yo completely ignored his distracting words, his eyes fixed on his body movements. "This person moves so fast."
"Skilled technique, what will he do next...?"
Itoshi Rin was expressionless, the coldness in his eyes seemingly wanting to tear apart the person in front of him. "Your vision is too narrow."
The next moment, he suddenly stopped.
With a "bang."
He sent the ball flying directly into the penalty area with a high pass.
Hiori Yo instantly looked back at the penalty area, where Nagi Seishiro and Yi Sheng were confronting each other, their bodies unyielding. Seeing the flying ball,
Nagi Seishiro wanted to leap high.
However, in the next second, Yi Sheng's thick arm instead used Nagi Seishiro as a pressing board, gathering strength for a lift. His black long hair, like a disheveled ghost, charged into the sky, delivering a fierce and direct header.
With a "thump."
The ball went into the net, scoring...
Yi Sheng landed with a well-deserved demeanor. "I'm so cool, but that high pass was also very cool."
Nagi Seishiro's expression was also somewhat surprised.
This person's jumping height was actually so high....
The score now returned to a tie, 2:2.
Itoshi Rin looked at Ye Liangqiu with a hint of provocation, as if saying, "See?"
"Crushing you is easy."
However, this goal gave Ye Liangqiu a different reaction. He gradually calmed down. The Demon King's Eye was most afraid of someone who could perceive the entire field. Although he could tear through the opposing team with his personal ability,
All of that was predicated on touching the ball.
Without the ball, everything was useless.
But Itoshi Rin seemed to have already known this weakness of his, so he was willing to take a huge risk, attempting to pass the ball at a tricky angle instead of scoring himself...
It seems he's still afraid inside...
Ye Liangqiu's gaze towards Itoshi Rin became increasingly aggressive. "Although my heart resists disgusting guys like you, if you could be my teammate on the field, perhaps my chances of scoring would greatly increase."
"Indeed... spatial awareness is a weapon that serves me!"
"You tsundere, I'm going to make you my slave!"
"Make you willingly be my shadow, to pass the ball to me!"
Just then, Hiori Yo walked back to his position, somewhat dejected. "Sorry, I didn't stop him. I didn't expect him to make a high pass directly."
After all, neither side understood the other's weapon.
The first few goals were both sides testing each other...
Looking at Hiori Yo's lowered head in front of him, Ye Liangqiu's palm rested directly on his fluffy head, but the scarlet glow in his eyes sent shivers down one's spine. "No need to apologize. Did you see clearly?"
"His eyes, his movements."
"Itoshi Rin has the same weapon as you, it's just that his technique is a bit better than yours. Hiori, your weapon isn't weak, but if you only want to be a coward on this bloody battlefield,"
"Then only death awaits you."
"Do you understand?"
Hiori Yo looked at Ye Liangqiu's gaze, feeling a chill, yet he nodded. "I understand."
Ye Liangqiu was silent... It seemed that Hiori Yo had not yet awakened. At least in his opinion, after these few matches, this guy was a marginal figure, playing no role whatsoever. Compared to the opposing side, which was starting to show chemistry,
His own side seemed more fragmented...
If this continued, they might lose...
This was also the first time he had felt a threat since coming to BLUE LOCK, and the source of that threat was Itoshi Rin.
Returning to his position, Ye Liangqiu clutched his heart, looked up at the scoreboard, and murmured softly, the flames burning in his eyes growing more and more turbulent. "My heart is beating faster and faster, and my blood feels like it's flowing upstream."
"The feeling of pleasure seems to be increasing."
"Then let me crush your hopes...."